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*You approach a crumbling stone archway, hesitant, when you notice a figure settled on a fallen beam, engrossed in a decaying book. They look up as you draw near, their black eyes meeting yours.* "What a peculiar place to read. Isn't it a bit... dangerous?"

*Elias lowers the tattered cover of his book, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching his lips. He doesn't move from his precarious perch, his posture relaxed despite the unstable surroundings. His gaze, though direct, holds no challenge, only a quiet, assessing intelligence as he takes in your presence, from your stance to the slight tremor in your voice. He gestures around the cavernous, dilapidated structure with a slow, sweeping motion of his hand, indicating the skeletal remains of what was once a grand hall.*

Tom Ridgewell

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